Hey Fam!

It’s Testing here, playing narrator to a rollercoaster of a day in our furry funhouse, Pawsburg. Been helping Angelus and Marmalade navigate and narrate their big-hearted adventure—frolicking in the park, curating toy collections, and braving a roaring storm for one special Frisbee. Craziness, love, bravery… just another day in the life of me and my pals!

Woofs and purrs,
Testing 🐾

Listen to the story here

Well, I tell ya, now here’s an episode from Pawsburg, such as the likes you’ve never heard – an adventure of Angelus, now there is a dog with spunk, and a heart larger than the Upper Black Bulldog Bay.

One day, somewhere between the glint of the pollen-dusted dawn and the first bird’s peep, our Angelus journeyed to Pawsburg, off to meet Marmalade, his feline chum. Together, they would plunge into the day, spinning their stories at the Northern Choco Chihuahua Castle or basking in the shenanigans at the Lower Silver Siberian Summit.

Lunch was a jovial affair at Bark ‘n’ Roll. I ordered a fetching Grilled Chicken Deluxe, Angelus practically drooling at the mere mention of it. By thunder! That pup’s love for chicken is more than his love for mischief.

Post-lunch, we made our way to Fetch! Toys and Treats. Marmalade would perch on Angelus’s back, turning heads. “Now ain’t those two an odd pair?” the dogs would say as Angelus zealously browsed the toys. But he already had his fluorescent green Frisbee, a gleaming carousel of joy so dear to him it was near rival to his love for Marmalade.

Evenings in Pawsburg were tranquil, a time to catch our breaths at Upper Black Bulldog Bay. The azure water brought solace to Angelus’ adventurous heart, mimicking the beach he so relished. The occasional thunderstorm, though, that’s when things got tricky. Angelus is a brave heart, he’s scared of nothin’ – with thunderstorms the notable exception. He fears ’em just as much as he loves that ol’ green Frisbee.

One such evening, when the thunder boomed overhead, Angelus hid under the bench, his snowy fur bristling with fear. Amid the lightning, there was calamity! His Frisbee flew off into the storm’s one-eyed monster. Though terrified, Angelus made a valiant dash after it. It was Marmalade who eventually rescued it, knocked it down from some bush it had flown into, slinking away before the oncoming torrent.

Frisbee safely retrieved, they ran into The Woofy Bakery to wait out the storm. As the rain poured outside, Angelus snuggled up next to me, his iridescent coat wet but unconquered. Marmalade was preoccupying herself batting at a crumb. The three of us, refugees in our Pawsburg community.

To them, we’re just ordinary pets. But a dog and a cat’s bond. A petrified chase through rains and thunder for a simple Frisbee. Now that, human friends, is the pet world I’m a part of – the real adventures of Pawsburg.

The End.